Who knows when this will finally get posted.. but I should make some sort of effort to write down all those dreams I skipped writing down while I was being lazy and not writing anything down. I'm a horrible person, sorry. I really should be more on top of things.. It's not like I'm busy or anything. I miss the me at school, who had motivation to wake up in the morning and actually got stuff down. And had things worth writing down in here, even if it was mostly complaining. I can be so fickle (that comment is completely unrelated, actually). If that me could move here, I'd be happy. But that me would be so bored here. This me is bored here. Maybe there isn't a difference. But this me has to act a lot at the theatre, and is getting a little stir-crazy. Case-in-point, the fortune-teller of concession DOOM I left on the counter before I went home today. I hope my concession-buddy picked it up or something before she left... I don't think I wrote anything on there that could be construed as a death threat, but with people you never know. I think the most evil thing I wrote on there was "DOOM." And possibly "You will be eaten by the popper." Oh, or "demons have possessed your soul." I'm picturing someone on the next shift down trying it and getting one of those. Oh dear. It's funny, though. I think most of my coworkers would be amused or just throw it away.
Anyway... dreams. Letsee... this is going to be really random and useless, but I'm going to write down the ones I can remember at all. I don't know if I wrote down the one about Sketchy and her brother and the crack addict in my friends' car, and the giant hotel full of nudist bathing celebrities, and drinking paint thinner-and-Sprite while watching Eva, but I think I wrote it down. It might have just been in an IM with Sketchy though, so if I don't find it here I'll come back and write it down later. Some time after that one (I believe it was the next night) I had some strange dream in this giant eBay storage attic (there was also some random running around in a theatre that may or may not be mixed in from another dream at some point) that had this filthy Sakura costume in it. There was a whole big other part to that one, but it's beyond me right now. Probably permanently, though something might randomly make me remember it later.
Backwards drums are love.
I feel like there's a dream missing between the Sakura-attic-eBay one and this one, but I can't remember it. This one's the one that's gonna get fleshed out into some sort of story at some point, though. I was sitting at home when Dubyah decided to create a squad of Anti-Terrorism Ninjas, and for some reason I was picked to be one of them. I was really excited because it meant I had a good reason to get in shape. I was jumping from roof to roof perfecting my camouflage. I ended up hiding in the middle of these random meetings of foreigners in the streets, and then in this room where people were playing Dance Dance until this lady forced me to play percussion on these giant pumpkins. I got frustrated and threw them and there was some Smashing Pumpkins joke in there somewhere.
There were a ton of dreams Friday while I napped on the couch for like, six hours but I can't remember them right now for some reason. They weren't all that interesting, either. I think the missing day's dreams had something to do with some ridiculous soap opera and being kidnapped by someone who was actually in love with me. Oh! And this guy who found out his food was raw and ended up riding a giant barbell into this lake only to hit a fish and then be eaten. Yeah... read that sentence a few times. And last night the only part of my dream I can remember is this bit in a tent by where my old house was... this samurai guy was stalking me and trying to hit me in some part of my back that would make me freeze, but I kept dodging him. He was rather impressed.
Obviously all these dreams mean that some day I will be the world's only Door-to-Door Computer Specialist Ninja Exorcist. This is my goal. It will make my autobiography more interesting when I write it in like, 40 or so years.
Well, I was going to watch the Cowboy Bebop movie in French for fun, but it's after two now.. and I don't fee like staying up that late. Maybe I'll just watch the end of it, since I already watched about half of it in French already. That wouldn't hurt. And watching things in French is fun. Oh! Which reminds me I need to almost completely overhaul my schedule for next quarter soon... I don't want to be stuck in French now that I've decided not to major in English. And I need to find something other than Chemistry because I don't think it'll be very fun. I think I'll take Physics if I can find a good time (not taking that English class opens up a good time for me, I think), so I'l have a decent excuse (and way) to take Astrophysics later on if I have time. Mmm, astrophysics. I still wish I could be an astronomer. I shouldn't have been stupid enough to go to a school without an astronomy major. Then again, no one else gave me a deal like Chicago did. I'd be so happy at Carnegie with a major in CompSci and Theatre though. Oh-my-goodness. But my mom totally wouldn't approve of that, though. That's probably why she didn't send Chicago's fin-aid offer to them. Now that she's heard about my English major though, I bet she wouldn't mind so much. Mwahaha. At least people have talked some sense into me, though. Ohh I wish I knew what I was doing. If I could just find something I love to do (oh wait! That's random programming and taking computers apart... maybe I should stop letting people talk me out of things!).
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